The following is a pretend telephone exchange between you and Billy Reid.
You: Hello?
BR: Hey, it’s Billy.
You: …
BR: Billy Reid?
You: Oh, right. Clothes and stuff. What’s up?
BR: Well, I just moved to Chicago. Was wondering if you wanted to come check out my place.
You: All right, sure.
And so you hang up your pretend phone and head over to his new brick-and-mortar shop, which is now open on Randolph Row. What you find when you get there will look a hell of a lot like this.
You’ll wander up the wood-and-marble staircase—past the antique mirrors, framed family photographs and colorful painting of a rather melancholic horse—to the second floor.
You’ll discover a hospitable den of nice rakish things there. Fall-forward rakish things. Things like…
—Made-to-measure suits (featuring a new seasonal print).